Poem - West Virginia Slims

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I’m thinking
you smoke
too many
cigarettes

you’re thinking
I worry
too much

singe.

September we planned
to escape the dead

but now in Brooklyn
you’re tasting
fear

where’s the grandiose?

scrabble your name
scrabble your path
walk

you smoke too many people.

I’ll let you
light me on fire
for a price

come on, angel
you’re not
very
angelic anymore.

roots.

dye it back
start from scratch.

take my hand
and feel the blood

feel the worry?

you and yours

you smoke to many ships.

Created: Jul 11, 2010

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